But the commotion in the audience became even more intense.
The audience at the scene are all the powerful people of Zeshui City, and perhaps not others, but their eyesight is definitely not lacking.
As early as when Lawrence made Mrs. Jess spit out poison, many powerful people saw that the situation was not good and were ready to run away.
However, they soon discovered.
All entrances and exits to the theater are closed.
People wearing red masks came out of the shadows of various passages.
They blocked all exits.
"The Plague King!"
Someone stood on the steps and shouted:
"I have no intention of interfering in the dispute between you and others. Just open the door and let me leave. I'll just pretend that nothing happened, okay?"
Lawrence smiled brightly and said:
"Can't."
In the corridor on the left, a middle-aged man with a rich face said unhappily:
"So you are the King of Plagues? I know you. You are a clown in the circus of this theater. You do your job well."
"Look, man, I don't know what's going on between you and your colleagues, but you better let us go now."
"The four major temples are looking for you, you shouldn't be so arrogant."
Lawrence's expression did not change, but his tone became sharper:
"Although you are an audience member, I don't like the tone in which you talk to me."
"Just because you were born to stand taller doesn't mean you will always be high."
"You are due for an acute fever."
As soon as this statement came out.
The rich man's face immediately turned pale, and his forehead began to sweat crazily!
"Wow!"
He lay on the railing of the aisle and vomited wildly.
Immediately afterwards.
There was also a crackling sound coming from his crotch.
The odor spread quickly.
Everyone is afraid to avoid it.
Only his servant subconsciously gave him a hand, but when he saw his master's sudden illness, the servant was frightened and backed away.
"Holy water, holy water!"
The man struggled and said while vomiting.
The servant suddenly realized.
He hurriedly found a bottle of holy water. In the desperate eyes of the rich man, the servant actually drank the holy water in one gulp!
"Holy water? Is it useful?"
Lawrence on the stage snorted softly.
As if to confirm his statement.
The next second.
The servant who just drank the holy water became just like the rich man.
First, his face instantly turned as white as paper.
Then he started vomiting and defecating on the same spot.
People in the circle around him were hiding away as if they were the god of plague.
However, the plague spread quickly.
A lady with a child noticed something strange about her daughter, and she quickly took out a short staff from her bag!
"Biu~"
After a flash of white light.
The child's face, which had gradually turned pale, instantly returned to its normal rosy color.
"Purification staff? Mage?"
Lawrence looked at the lady with interest.
The lady warned coldly:
"I don't care if you are the legendary Plague King. If you dare to hurt my child, I will crush you to ashes."
"They are right. People from the four major temples will come soon after hearing the news. You can't block the theater for too long. There may be a more powerful mage than me hidden in the audience. You are asking for your own death!"
"So if you know what's going on, get your people out of the way quickly and get out of here. Don't stop us from watching Mr. Brandon's performance!"
This lady is obviously a true fan of the male lead Brandon.
Every word she said.
The smile on Lawrence's face disappeared.
Wait until she finishes speaking.
Lawrence's face was only clouded.
He looked at the noble lady and asked in clear syllables:
"Is it because I always smile that you think I'm easy to talk to?"
"I keep laughing because the male protagonist I play, Duratin, is a character who loves to laugh by nature, so I not only have to laugh, but I also have to laugh with sunshine, warmth, and brilliance - but this doesn't mean
I will just smile."
"If you want me to play a devil, I can do it too——!"
Come to the last word.
Lawrence's face suddenly began to contort like a twitch.
There seemed to be something densely moving under the skin.
A pair of fangs emerge from the gums above and below.
Accompanied by it.
There was also a tongue that was thirty or forty centimeters long with a forked tip protruding from his mouth!
"I told you, I am the King of Plagues, how dare you guys look down on me?!"
Lawrence stood on the stage and said hysterically:
"Then let you feel the taste of the plague, now - cough!"
He pointed his right hand sharply in the direction of the lady.
The audience in that section suddenly coughed violently!
Cough cough cough cough!
The continuous coughing sounded like a symphony.
"You guys, sneeze!"
Lawrence waved his right hand and shouted at another audience.
Ah bang ah bang!
The auditorium in that area immediately resounded with sneezing sounds one after another.
"Itch!"
"Heart palpitations!"
"Menstrual cramps!"
"No lift!"
"Lethargy!"
"ADHD!"
"Facial paralysis!"
"Crooked mouth!"
"My balls hurt!"
Lawrence squirted fluently as if announcing the names of dishes.
The vast majority of the audience suffers from various illnesses.
The theater became noisy, but no one had time to stand up and talk back to Lawrence.
Lawrence watched this scene with satisfaction.
This chaotic storm of symptoms lasted about three minutes.
Until Lawrence suddenly stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, and grasped the void:
"stop!"
Everyone's symptoms stopped instantly.
"I said, I just want everyone to watch my performance."
Lawrence bowed slightly:
"My tolerance is very limited, don't make each other unhappy anymore, okay?"
There was total silence in the audience.
Even though there are several professionals among the dignitaries, at this moment they have also experienced the power of the Plague King's domain.
They looked at each other, some were gesturing to each other, and some were using secret tools to contact the outside world.
There was still some confusion in the audience, but Lawrence turned a blind eye to it all.
He asked a red mask to remove the body of Mrs. Jess, which had been chewed beyond recognition by poison.
Then he turned back and walked in front of the trembling actors.
"Lawrence...my lord."
Brandon, who plays the male lead, is also very discerning.
He immediately gave up his position and apologized solemnly:
"Your willingness to act will definitely bring this scene to a higher level. Forgive me for my previous ignorance and arrogance. I dared to point fingers at you..."
Lawrence smiled and patted Brandon on the shoulder:
"No, Brandon, I am actually very grateful to you. Although you like to be sarcastic like them, at least you have benefited a lot from your guidance on acting."
Brandon breathed a sigh of relief, and then said flattered:
"No, no, those are all things that should be done..."
But before he finished speaking, Lawrence lifted his neck, and the heroine next to him screamed.
"But you still have to die."
Lawrence said softly.
Brandon struggled in horror:
"Why, why? I, I didn't offend you more than others, Lawrence, do you remember? I used to think that you had no luck with women, and I went out of my way to introduce girls to you."
Lawrence laughed when he heard this:
"You mean those girls who were abandoned by you after getting pregnant? Strictly speaking, you are indeed introducing girls to me."
Brandon quickly defended:
"I also have good intentions, and they are all good girls. You can't kill me just because of this!"
Lawrence shook his head:
"Although you are a scumbag who loves to have sex with underage girls, get them pregnant and then have abortions, but I really don't hate you because of this. I just really need your face now. After all, everyone in the audience
The audience is here to see you, dear Mr. Brandon."
During the conversation.
Under Brandon's horrified gaze, Lawrence's hand quickly moved across Brandon's neck as if surgically.
There was a stabbing sound.
A piece of fresh human skin appeared in Lawrence's hands.
"ah……!"
Brandon screamed and fell to the ground.
Only flesh and bones were left on his face!
But at this time, the audience was completely silent.
The Plague Lord's realm has completely expanded.
A powerful force suppressed everyone's throats, making them unable to make a sound. They could only stare in horror and watch Brandon rolling back and forth on the stage!
Lawrence turned a blind eye to this.
Brandon rolled a few times on the stage, and soon fell into the shadows backstage, completely making no sound.
Pounce.
The lights on the stage dimmed.
"Now, let's continue the show, you don't have to be afraid, just think of me as Brandon."
Lawrence covered Brandon's face with his own, and he became exactly like Brandon!
The actors obviously haven't recovered from this huge shock, but under Lawrence's power, they can only bite the bullet and start working.
When act four begins.
The narrator stumbled while reading, and it took him several paragraphs to get used to it before he regained his previous fluent state.
The lights come on.
The time and setting on the stage return to the situation when the male protagonist Duratin and his party have just returned to the island.
Just this time.
All the actors seemed distracted.
But only Lawrence acted particularly well.
Everyone obviously knows that he is a murderous devil.
It can be accompanied by the advancement of the plot on the stage.
The consciousness of many viewers gradually became blurred.
They held their chins up and began to enjoy the plot on the stage with gusto, without even noticing anything unusual about the other actors!
The first row under the stage.
Matthew looked at the stage thoughtfully:
"So, this is the show tonight?"
on the data column.
…
"Hint: You are in the domain of the Plague King!
Balanced Perception: You perceive that Lawrence, the Plague King, has two major areas -
Domain One (Plague): The power is weak, only at the level of 'beginner' and most 'profound'.
Domain 2 (Performance): Powerful, with a minimum of 'Master' level.
Warning: You are participating in a demigod (promotion) ceremony!"
…
Demi god.
A special title that symbolizes strength but is not entirely tied to strength.
A powerful demigod may have power comparable to that of a god, and his or her own level may be above level 28, which is in line with the identity and personality of the "god domain".
It is difficult for weak demigods to find the lower limit.
Theoretically, there are demigods whose total level is only LV1. The real combat power of such demigods is around the second to third level. The specific situation depends on their occupation, ability and other factors.
Just like level is not everything about strength.
The same is true for the Godhead.
What's more, all the demigods possess is a godhead with a digit of 0.
But in reality.
Most people who can become demigods have good combat prowess. Innate demigods enjoy the shadow of their parents and are usually not bad;
The acquired demigods need to go through various tests, and their gold content is even higher.
And in the context of the rise of Tianlun Palace.
The demigod ritual is the final way for a mortal to reach the limit on the path to godhood.
In Matthew's perception.
The level of Plague King Lawrence will not exceed LV18, and the threat he brings to people is far less than that of Blinken.
And in terms of field, Lawrence is even more powerful at trying to sell someone else's business.
"His real field is actually "acting"!"
"Whether it's the 'good show' being performed on stage, or the 'Plague King' he's been playing offstage, it's all just a performance."
"He wants to be promoted to a demigod as a mortal, and the only field he can touch is 'performance'!"
Matthew understood.
No wonder Lawrence spread the plague in the city and hired coughers to go on parade.
Because he doesn’t want to rely on the power of the domain to spread at all, he is just playing the role of the Plague King!
And since it is a performance, it naturally needs an audience.
Those marchers were both Lawrence's audience and performers in another sense, and those who witnessed their march were the outer circle of spectators.
This way.
The performance of the Plague King touches all corners of Zeshui City.
"Because it is a performance, the plague here seems very exaggerated, coming fiercely and urgently, but not so deadly."
"The major forces in Zeshui City may have wanted to take control of it at first, but they probably discovered something later and were happy to see the results. Instead, they started a holy water business."
Matthew stared intently at Lawrence, who was performing indulgently.
But performing alone is not enough.
Even if he has accumulated a large number of elements in related fields, if he wants to be promoted to demigod, he not only needs the vast and concentrated promotion ceremony in front of him, but also needs something more crucial——
Demigod.
no doubt.
Lawrence must have this thing in his hand, otherwise he would never be able to hold the ceremony.
And Luo Lan 100% knew this, otherwise he wouldn't have dragged him over to watch the show.
Think of this.
Matthew couldn't help but glance at Lorraine.
The latter had a calm face and was watching the performance on the stage intently.
Matthew opened his mouth.
In the end, he didn't ask again.
Now that things have come to this, since he has chosen to believe, Matthew will believe it to the end.
But there was a hint of compassion in his eyes when he looked at Lawrence——
The prince Duratin in the play is a bard.
Lawrence on the stage is most likely a bard as a profession.
Not to mention Loren in the audience.
In the theater tonight, a demigod ritual belonging to the bard is destined to be performed.
It's just the demigod who was finally promoted to that level.
But it may not be Lawrence.
…
on the stage.
The performance of the fourth act continues.
Lawrence's acting skills are truly amazing.
After the heroine drinks the poisoned wine, the hero Duratin's emotional outburst and control suddenly become as violent as a mountain torrent, and then converge like a spring rain.
Just this scene.
Far superior to Brandon before by a thousand times.
And the climax that followed made people see Lawrence's almost perfect acting skills.
In the play, Prince Duratin reluctantly used the power of victory to break the disguise of his second uncle and the extraordinary power granted to him by Naga.
According to the custom of Pantura.
The two sides will engage in a final hand-to-hand struggle on the cliff.
"Your despicableness is rare in my life, but how could I refuse to fulfill the Pantura tradition? Come on, second uncle, let the wind of the island witness our duel. This is the last time I call you an honorific."
Duratin opened his arms to his uncle with excitement, which was a preparatory posture before a bare-handed fight.
"How could you murder your own brother? He is your sibling, you evildoer who deserves to go to hell!"
The two sides rolled back and forth on the cliff. Duratin grabbed his uncle's neck and asked angrily.
"The shaman once told me that blind revenge is not advisable. Ending your sinful life may make me feel more empty. But if not, how can there be fairness and justice in the world?"
In the thin line between life and death, the uncle pulled out the hidden personal dagger, but Duratin snatched it away and completed the counterattack.
And the second after Duratin stabbed the dagger into the opponent's heart.
His mother stumbled over.
She held her uncle's head and cried:
"Dudatin, Duadin, why did you kill your biological father?"
Finished.
She pulled out the dagger, stabbed herself in the heart, and died.
Duratin's face turned pale when he heard this.
He staggered back and forth on the stage, all the lights shining on him.
that moment.
The shock, hesitation, loss, doubt, pain, confusion on Dualdin's face... I don't know how many emotions burst out at the same time!
Off stage.
Thunderous applause.
Matthew noticed that almost all the audience in the venue were silent during Lawrence's performance.
This is the scary thing about the field approaching greatness.
It was obvious that something so horrific had just happened.
But under Lawrence's performance, so many people temporarily forgot about the previous bloody incident. Their faces turned red and they clapped heartlessly.
Especially when the prince, played by Lawrence, kills himself with the same dagger in a fit of despair.
The atmosphere at the scene reached its highest peak.
Many people stood up from their seats and cheered loudly:
“Wonderful!”
"The King of Shows!"
"The King of Shows!"
"One more time!"
Gradually.
This kind of applause and cheers constantly tend to the same frequency.
The cheers of "King of Shows" became the line that everyone chanted.
Matthew didn't need to turn on balanced perception to feel that a large number of factors related to "performance" were converging on Lawrence!
Tens of seconds later.
His chest lit up with a bright yellow light.
Matthew narrowed his eyes:
"godhead?"
He just wanted to remind Luo Lan.
But when he turned around, the seat next door was empty.
Matthew looked up suddenly.
In the darkness, a spotlight suddenly turned on automatically and hit a handsome man wearing the hero's costume!
"Who are you?"
Lawrence looked at Lorraine's sudden appearance in surprise.
"Why are you wearing the same clothes as me?"
Luo Lan smiled and clapped and said:
"The performance is good, but I don't think it's a good show."
"I think my performance is above yours."
"By the way, we are wearing different clothes now."
As he spoke, he pointed lightly.
There was a slight uproar in the audience.
The clothes Lawrence was wearing suddenly changed——
From the fashionable male protagonist's costume that looks like he has returned from the big city, he has changed into an indigenous costume with a rich island style!
Luo Lan cleared his throat, and his face suddenly became very sad and angry:
"Your despicableness is rare in my life, but how could I refuse to fulfill the Pantura tradition? Come on, second uncle, let the wind of the island witness our duel. This is the last time I call you an honorific."
Lawrence was stunned for a moment and said angrily:
"That's my stage..."
His voice was choked back by a powerful force!
The next second.
It seemed as if there was an invisible force pulling him, and the two of them started fighting hand to hand without distinguishing each other!
"How could you murder your own brother?"
"The shaman once said to me... But if this is not the case, how can there be fairness and justice in the world?"
Lorraine's lines are striking.
Lawrence could hardly breathe.
The same is true physically.
What was supposed to be a physical fight scene with back and forth, but Lawrence was stunned and was pinned down by Lorraine without moving, turning it into a one-sided accusation!
The painting style suddenly changed from a drama to a performance art performance, full of absurdity.
There was complete silence under the stage.
Not to mention Lawrence, even Matthew, who was sitting in the front row, had to open the two domains of "Oak" and "Undead" at the same time to resist the erosion of Loren's vast domain power like the abyss!
…
"Tip: Your companion Lorraine is performing a demigod ritual!
Warning: Lorraine's domain level is at least 'Dominator' level.
Lorraine used the domain ability: graft on Lawrence.
Lorraine is plundering Lawrence's godhead (digit 0) in front of him!
Lorraine's behavior has resonated with your field (Tauren field), and related elements in your field are growing rapidly..."
…
"Can this be awesome?"
Matthew was stunned.
He actually guessed Roland's intention, but he didn't expect his methods to be so rough. As soon as he took the stage, he severely suppressed the Plague King who just seemed to be in control of everything.
Even if the Plague King is a poet, he is limited by the ritual and cannot use the power of Taiju.
But the same is certainly true for Lorraine.
This shows that Luo Lan suppressed the Plague King simply by relying on physical strength!
"What level is this guy at?"
Matthew couldn't help but think about it.
And on the stage.
Loren's movements were faster than Matthew expected.
After the scene of killing his uncle.
Lorraine's hand kept groping on Lawrence's chest, and suddenly, a bright yellow particle appeared in his palm.
"No--!"
Lawrence, whose domain and power were both crushed, screamed helplessly:
"That'smine!"
Lorraine was indifferent.
"Matthew, can you press it for me?"
He suddenly said to the audience.
Matthew looked at the people around him. They were all unable to move as if they were under a human body-fixing spell, so he asked:
"Didn't you ask me to be an audience?"
Luo Lan smiled and said:
"We've finished watching the show, now it's time to refund the tickets."
Matthew waved his right index finger, and a ghost immediately flew over and held Lawrence firmly for Lorraine.
"What a beautiful ghost lady."
Luo Lan rarely just took a look and started his finishing work.
He suspended the bright yellow particles in his chest, and quickly took out a heavy small box and a rare ceramic bottle.
Luo Lan touched the particles with his index finger solemnly.
A few seconds later.
A faint hint of green suddenly separated from the bright yellow light spot.
Loren immediately put all the greenery in a ceramic bottle.
Then he threw the bottle towards Matthew in the audience:
"You have a chance to see it, don't refuse. This play is badly written. This is the reward you deserve for persisting in watching it."
Matthew caught the bottle.
…
"Hint: You have obtained a "well-made ceramic bottle".
Ceramic bottle: Contains a complete "Plague Field". After absorbing it, you can complete your first entry or introduction to the Plague Field."
…
"Remember to return the bottle to me after use. That thing is much more precious than the realm."
Luo Lan reminded him and said:
"Also, if you have the opportunity to come into contact with the Godhead in the future, remember to prepare this kind of pure lead box in advance. Only in this way can the spread of the Godhead's breath be completely isolated."
Said.
He skillfully installed the godhead.
Matthew looked at Lawrence on the ground with a completely distorted expression:
"Is this the end?"
Luo Lan smiled easily:
"What else do you think will happen? I'm not a robber. Speaking of which, I secretly gave him this godhead! There's no reason for him to be angry, right?"
"Life is like this. Many times you think the story will unfold vigorously, but in fact it may be just a slight ripple of stagnant water, and then there will be long-term peace..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
There was a sudden loud noise from the square at the main entrance of the theater!
Immediately afterwards.
There were roars like cannonballs falling to the ground one after another.
Matthew almost thought he was hallucinating.
However, on the data bar, a series of red information is refreshing rapidly!
…
"Warning: A cloud elf force from Cloud City is approaching quickly, and the cloud elf drop capsule is being deployed!
Two sky giants have just arrived at the main entrance of the theater!
An airship army from Cyber Dragon is rapidly approaching Zeshui City!
…
Warning: Lawrence has gone completely crazy after losing his demigod status and domain abilities. He uses his own life as nourishment and is using the "Voodoo Secret Technique" to summon the giant tree of the Poison Realm!"
…
Warning signs sounded frequently.
Matthew pointed at Lawrence, who was starting to sprout vines, his eyelids jumped and he said:
"Are you sure he's not angry?"
boom!
There was another loud noise.
A huge gap suddenly collapsed in the ground in the center of the stage.
A thick, dark giant tree jumped out, growing towards the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye!
boom!
A few seconds later.
The dense canopy of trees broke through the roof of the shed theater!
Wow.
Tarpaulins, wood, and rail car parts that were overturned by giant trees fell down.
The audience woke up as if from a dream.
They ran away in panic.
"The door is open!"
Lorraine shouted loudly on the stage.
A moment.
All the doors in the theater were opened.
People fled in panic.
"Run Matthew!"
Loren jumped off the stage, pulled Matthew and ran towards an evacuation passage.
But two seconds later.
Two rows of moist and thick tree walls suddenly popped out from the ground ahead!
"Want to leave?"
"It's not that easy."
Lawrence looked at Lorraine with great resentment.
At this time, his lower body was wrapped in the intertwined roots of the poison world giant tree.
The upper body is also covered with green vines and roots.
"I knew I couldn't be that lucky."
Lawrence said bitterly:
"It's impossible for me to actually pick up a godhead because of an accidental fall."
"I am an abandoned child of God. From the moment I was born, the world has never stopped discriminating against me."
"Everyone is laughing at me, making fun of me, and targeting me!"
"The same goes for this godhead. This has been your trap from the beginning, right?"
Lorraine did not deny it.
He just looked at Lawrence calmly:
"I gave you a chance, kid, you have a chance to learn well."
Lawrence sneered:
"Stop being pretentious. You know what a person like me would make, that's why you gave the godhead to me. Don't deny it!"
Luo Lan smiled meaningfully and said:
"That's true, but it doesn't conflict with what I said, do you understand?"
"I have good intentions, but you are full of bad intentions. We are a perfect match, and we just put on a good show for my audience, right?"
At this time, the ruthless vines had wrapped around Lawrence's neck.
He roared at the top of his lungs:
"Go to hell, you thief!"
The tree wall was also wrapped up.
Luo Lan quickly took out the teleportation staff.
But at this moment, Matthew suddenly spoke calmly:
"Dear Giant Tree of the Poison Realm, on behalf of the Soul of the Oak, the Soul of the Rainforest, and the Moonlight Goddess Asia, I would like to say hello to you."
The tendency of the tree wall to shrink inward suddenly eased.
Half a moment.
An old voice sounded.
He looked very happy:
"Hello, Mr. Matthew."
"Ah, I can't remember the last time I talked to the natural messenger. Anyway, it's nice to see you."